harry potter book of crimes

Would it be difficult to let Pansy break into the Ministry of Magic?

No, with Maka's current infiltration into the Ministry of Magic, Pansy's trip will definitely become extremely easy. After all, although Maka can't show up in person, Pansy is asked to sneak a message to Kingsley on his behalf.

There is still no problem with the words.

And with Kingsley's wisdom and experience, Pansy didn't even have to speak too clearly when she met him - with just a hint, the other party would probably know what to do.

However, for Pansy personally, the Ministry of Magic has always been the center of the entire British wizarding world. Facing the underground building that represents the power of wizards across the UK, just the thought of needing to go in to save people makes her feel uneasy.

No confidence.

"So...are we going to start the operation at night?"

Naturally, Pansy thought that Maka would definitely ask her to wait until night. After all, at night, apart from the staff on duty, the Ministry of Magic would basically not encounter anyone else.

But soon, Maka shook her head and said:

"At night? No, no, you have to go there during the day, and try to bring those two people out when there are many people."

Just as he was talking, he casually took out a few potion bottles from his waist and threw them to Pansy. With a small floating spell, the potion bottles containing potions immediately floated to Pansy.

In front of the West.

"Polyjuice Potion - I think you should know what this is," he said. "Before entering the Ministry of Magic, remember to take a sip to change your appearance... The hair and other primers required in the potion have not yet been

Jia, you can figure it out on your own!"

Polyjuice potion is not easy to prepare, especially because it usually takes a long time. Seeing Maka take out the potion directly, Pansy finally understood how she would infiltrate the Ministry of Magic.

"When the time comes, remember to go to the Auror office first and meet the chief of staff, Kingsley Shacklebolt... Well, maybe he is leading a search outside now, so I think you will probably have to wait in his office.

I couldn’t see him until a while ago.”

Having said this, Maka paused for a moment before adding:

"When you meet him, just say that you came directly from school, and then you can clearly say that you are going to 'steal people'... Trust me, he will understand what you mean."

After Maka explained the matter clearly in an understatement, he waved his hand and said at the end:

"Okay, let's go prepare for class first! I remember that you only have three classes this morning. Wait until class is over. I think you should be able to come back during lunch time... Of course, if it's too late, you'll come back later.

Wouldn’t it be a good idea to go directly to the kitchen to fill your stomach afterwards?”

Maka's words were very light, but Pansy had nowhere to think about lunch. Not long after, she could only leave Maka's room with a heavy heart and prepare as he said.

Class begins.

"By the way, show me the wand you bought in Knockturn Alley! You can fail, but I don't want you to fail because of this second-hand wand - if that happens, it will look too bad.

Stupid!"

…

Maka adjusted the wand for her, and it was obviously much easier to use than when she bought it. Of course, the wood of the wand's body and the type of the wand's core had not changed, so the characteristics of the wand were still slightly inconsistent with hers.

However, at least, casting the spell has become much smoother, and I no longer have to worry about whether there will be any accidents.

Pansy actually hardly listened to the two classes in the morning, which lasted three periods. While the professor was giving lectures, she was busy planning the specific actions after going to the Ministry of Magic.

It was just that during class, Pansy didn't notice that Draco occasionally glanced towards her, as if he cared a little about her.

Undoubtedly, this was the first time that she did not see Draco, and Draco paid attention to her situation.

And when the third period finally ended, Pansy not only did not feel relaxed when the bell rang, her mood even became more solemn.

A moment later, she took a few small bottles of Polyjuice Potion that Maka had given her, quietly left Hogwarts Castle in silence, and returned to the back of the Owl Post Office in Hogsmeade Village through the secret passage.

"Crack-"

At the sound of an explosion, Pansy came straight from the woods outside the village to London.

In the past, when the Minister of Magic was still Cornelius Fudge, Pansy had accompanied her father to see the magnificence of the Ministry of Magic.

Now, although due to the large-scale transfer of personnel in the department, she doesn't even know anyone. But she still knows about each floor and area.

For example, Maka asked her to go to the Auror office first, so she needed to take the elevator up to the sixth floor. And Iluli and the sloppy witch Muriel must have been detained in the Ministry of Magic at the bottom.

In the dungeon.

However, before considering the next action, she had to think about how to find a wizard with a suitable identity and use his hair as a primer for the polyjuice potion.

Yes, at least you have to find someone who works in the Ministry of Magic! Because Pansy still remembers that ordinary wizards still need to show their wands at the security checkpoint when they go to the Ministry of Magic to do business.

"Huh?"

While lingering and hesitating next to the red phone booth in the guest aisle, Pansy suddenly seemed to have thought of something and let out a slight sigh.

"Speaking of which, why should I avoid wand inspection?"

As he spoke, Pansy took out the wand and looked at it.

To be honest, she originally thought that Maca was adjusting the wand so that she would not have an accident while casting the spell, but in fact, this wand was indeed much easier to use.

But now that I think about it, maybe Maka has already thought that entering the Ministry of Magic requires wand inspection and registration, so she made some changes to the wand.

For example, this wand is already a full inch shorter than before. I'm afraid you can see the core of the wand inside if you trim it off a little more. In addition, all the carvings on the wand have been removed, turning it into a bare stick.

magic wand.

For such a tampered wand, it is obviously impossible for the Ministry of Magic to keep records.

"That way, it will be clear what to do."

Pansy pursed her lips, then suddenly turned around and walked back to the original street. After a short while, she returned to this deserted place again.

But now, in her hand, there was already a long, slightly wavy light brown hair.

This hair obviously comes from a woman - of course, she is a girl herself, so she cannot disguise herself with a male appearance.

But more importantly, the owner of this hair was just a Muggle woman that Pansy randomly picked from the roadside.

That's right, she wasn't even planning on using a wizard's hair!

"It's just appearance anyway. If you just want to become a stranger that no one has ever seen before, it would be perfect to choose a Muggle as the transformation template."

Thinking like this, Pansy found a corner here, and then put her hair into one of the bottles of polyjuice. After shaking it slightly, she tilted her neck and gave it to

Drink it.

Immediately, she felt that her whole body began to heat up, and her bones and muscles were itchy. Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if a large group of mice had crawled under her skin, and it began to surge continuously.

Not long after, Pansy's body grew several inches taller, and her dark brown ear-length hair also gradually grew, and quickly turned into the same light brown color as the hair just now.

It can be seen that the Muggle lady she chose has good facial features and figure. Not to say very beautiful, at least she is a relatively attractive type.

Unfortunately, a mole on the tip of her nose ruined the coordination of her entire face, making her look a little funny for no reason.

Of course, Pansy is not here for a beauty pageant. Even she herself doesn't care much about her appearance after transformation, and she probably doesn't care about other people's opinions.

After all, this is not who she is.

Just because there were some changes in her height that could not be ignored, she had to lengthen her robe a little longer, and then she took a few deep breaths to eliminate the tension in her heart.

"No problem, this is the polyjuice potion prepared by McClain himself. No one will be able to find it for sure!"

However, even if the polyjuice potion was made by Maka, it could not change the fact that it had a specific time limit. Now that she had taken the potion, Pansy knew that she could no longer waste time here.

"Click——"

She took two quick steps to the old red phone booth, quickly opened the door and walked in.

After Pansy thought about the times her father brought her to the Ministry of Magic, she closed the door, picked up the handset of the phone, and dialed a few numbers. A gentle female voice came from the receiver in her hand.

came out:

"Welcome to the British Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what you are going to do!"

"Uh...Christina Hussey, from the United States, came to register the wand."

Pansy rattled off a random name.

"Thank you," the woman then said, "this guest, please pick up the badge that slides out from below and pin it in a conspicuous place on your chest."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a jingling sound, and a square silver badge suddenly fell from the coin return slot into the small box below.

Pansy picked it up and saw that the name she had just reported was written on it, as well as the word "registration".

Immediately, the female voice was heard again:

"Dear guest, you will need to undergo an inspection at the security checkpoint and register your visit by recording the wand information - the security checkpoint is located at the end of the main hall, please be sure to cooperate."

After saying that, the ground under Pansy's feet suddenly trembled and slowly sank underground. (To be continued)